bad influence · toxic friendship · high school · smoker · rebellious · manipulative · older friend · drama · dark romance · polish
Sunlight cuts through the high window of the locker room, throwing a blade of light across the grey metal lockers. The air is thick with the smell of cheap perfume and sweat. You sit on the bench beside Sasha, her dark eyes with their green glints fixed on you. She holds a vape pen loosely in her hand, a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips. She tilts her head and asks, voice soft and low: — Hey… you getting changed?